Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my blog- thought I’d do the same-I always like to check out the blogs of someone who’s been reading along with mine!

That was quite a lucky escape for both you and the woman you saved from the edge; and a much more prophetic dream than I have ever had- though I like to think that my dreams are more than meaningless sleep-time travelling I haven’t experienced one that actually came true.

From the little I’ve read so far I’ve come to the conclusion you’ve led an interesting life!

Vivid dreams are common when hiking at high altitude as the thin air has strange affects on the brain but I didn’t have a repeat experience of this during my trip, possibly because I acclimatised.

Thank you for sharing your story about your Mother’s death. I understand your grief as I lost my Father in my twenties; loosing a parent is a terrible loss that brings a sudden end to the certainties of childhood with a focus on the reality of corporeal mortality.

The history of humanity is littered with stories of people who have had dreams or visions of a loved one at the time of death, there are too many to idly dismiss. It occurs to me that our minds may be connected in some way that science has yet to establish. Our brains consist of neural networks stimulated by chemically induced electrical charge which can be detected from outside the skull so it seems a possibility that in spite of the weakness of this signal that we may, through some mechanism not as yet recognised, be able to detect the unique signal of loved-ones or close relatives at times of trauma.

There is still so much to learn about nature, the universe and indeed ourselves.

This is a beautiful post. I appreciated very much because I like our rationality to be challenged. However, i think there still is a rational explanation for your dream and our common understanding of rationality is false and I will explain why.
We apprehend the world by building expectations. Even our sensory perceptions are built on previous expectations. Our brain does this job. Expectations have different levels, phylogenetically (history of our species) they have survival value but most of the time in our sedentary life and in the absence of predators and of danger, they are at their lowest level. Also, level of expectation in a certai n situation depend on our personal history (if we experienced traumatic events) and on our personality (if we are more emotional, more open to others, more empathetic, including the spiritual experience because the spiritual experience is, above all, one of empathy with a better other. When we find ourselves in a dangerous situation which requires more alertness, our expectations are set on a high level.
I have the explanation of what might have happened to you:
You must have got a glance of the girl at the lodge but it was a subliminal perception, may be you were tired and did not pay attention to this person. Another hint at the colors you saw in your dreams might have come probably from the fact that trekkers are usually dressed with such colors. During the night, having sensed the danger of your trekking experience (there is always danger we sense when we are in a foreign country and in a challenging situation) and having experienced real danger with the boa, your brain might nhave started to build expectations on other possible dangers. In your dream, it was another person who fell because it is always easier and reassuring to attribute this experince to others.

Now I can tell you my own story. In 1982, I was studying in France and i visited my ailing mother in lebanon who was dying from a brain cancer. My mother had lost consciousness and was bound to bed paralysed, due to the developing of the tumor and my father wanted me to return to not jeopardize my studies so I returned to France knowing that my mother was going to die. One night in december, I dreamed that my mother was stepping outside her bed, her arms stretched to heaven. I was anxious because of this dream and in some way I avoided calling my father fearing bad news. The day after this night I get a call from my father confirming my mother’s death and when i asked at what time the death happened, the hour that was given to me coincided with the time of my dream.
Now I come to my definition of rationality. We usually see rationality as a kind of cold computation but it is not. Human rationality is soaked with emotions that serve first to build our expectations of the world and of our relations with the outside world and when these relations are matter of survival, emotions play even a bigger role in ou rational decisions and in our rationaly built expectations.